It was very early in the morning. The sun

It was very early in the morning. The sun had not yet reached its zenith and I was already out of bed and getting ready

for the Super-G final. The cold temperatures over night, combined with very little new snow had me worrying about which

girl I would call. One of them had a cute face but was kind of chubby. Perfect for a cold night, so I dialed up

her home number. She answered and when I told her who I was she told me I was way to ugly for her to talk to. Must be my

ridiculous beard. I knew the side burn straight to mustache look was the way I should have gone.

Instead, I went with the Kate Gosslin cut. Party in the front, business in the back and

and a "who gives a shit?" greasy nonchalance in between. But the look seemed to work with a black

eye and busted lip. Throw on an affliction t-shirt rather than the usual Ed Hardy and go hit the clubs. Everyone digs

it felt like a taser hit me on my balls